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She Keeps Bees makes music to listen to at night. Late night hang outs, sitting alone in the dark, a roaring fire outside with some wine, these are the settings that do a record like Kinship justice. The power of She Keeps Bees lies in the nuance, the understated. It’s Jessica Larrabee’s vocals moving like smoke over Andy LaPlant’s kindling crackling drum beats. It’s intimate music. A quiet rage that is intoxicating, inviting the listener in, leaving them unguarded for the jabs and barbs that come their way through the music. It’s that record someone has put on at a party that keeps warranting your attention, drawing you in until you’ve ceased communicating with anyone except the music.
Once again producing themselves, the music of Kinship continues the sparse, moody quality of their previous albums. Album opener “Hawk” feels like an incantation, a call to worship. Just one note plucked while you’re called to attention, but it’s not a meek album. The music has a strut to it. There’s a confidence in the music. It knows it’s good and doesn’t need to clutter itself up with a full band or arrangement. Its power is felt full on with just a guitar line and some drums, maybe an organ or e-piano, some strings that come in when appropriate. Their melodies are always satisfying, going where you would hope. Nothing feels unresolved, at least musically. It’s just cool music.